Today has been a strange day…I find most days are strange when I really stop to think and properly consider them…mostly they start off mundane and samey and move through the tedious and dull phases before ending with the mounting inevitability of the same happening again in the next 24 hour period.
Some days contain things in them to look forward to, catching up with people and going places I don’t go to very often, or perhaps just the chance to be a solitary, lazy and probably sleepy chap.
Thinking about things is always good though, not just for exercising the critical faculties – which the world seems intent on dumbing down – but also for stopping me becoming complacent about life and all its features. I do like life, contrary to all the repetitious stuff in it and the depress-a-thon that is the news.
Just the other day, Myself and Chris were comparing our own definitions (and their differences) of the words melancholy, sadness and depression. It was just a little exercise but having been put on the spot really made me think of the actual meaning of the words I use and how many seem to be so interchangeable in everyday speech for so many people. Which in reality probably makes a lot of people myself included extremely inaccurate about a lot of things I say.
So today I have been examinating something a little less deep and meaningful, I was working out what the optimum air conditioning temperature would be for a snowman to survive in a house in summer. It started off fairly logically as you would expect but then I started to look at moisture levels, fluffiness of the snow and so forth and it all got more and more complex.
Then it got really fascinating when I wondered how compacted the snow would be because that would have an impact on how loud he would have to turn the radio up when he was doing the housework. Beofre long my snowman actually had quite a busy day and that’s when the revelation came, that he actually is more integrated into society then I am. It’s all very crazy thinking about all this and just goes to show how fascinating it can be to think random thoughts…so now I am behind in my day and must dash….!
Book to the Future 
Odd person … đŸ˜†
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You haven’t been the first to state that, somewhat unsurprisingly lol.
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đŸ™‚
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Yeah cos people say they’re depressed when they’re really low or a bit low for a short time and don’t have clinical depression for one. I never looked up the definition of kindle
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Damn I thought I was the first to comment there!
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I think people saying they are depressed when just a bit blue is the main phrase that I could think of. I suppose for most people unless they have been in that sort of situation they use the term lightly and with no real understanding. It’s always a strangely special feeling to be first commenter but you have to click quickly to beat Al!
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There goes the abominable snowman. Strange fellow. You may have to revise that expression about the snowball in hell to snowman in the summertime in an insufficiently ventilated English cottage. In the suburbs. Now there’s depression for you.
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I openly wept at that comment…Suburbs should have been the setting for Dante’s Inferno…it would have been truly harrowing then.
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The eighth circle?
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Yes that would have been appropriate for the scathing social commentary of all who didn’t agree with Dante’s views. Stick ’em in middle England!
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Words and their meaning is purely personal interpretation based on so many variations as to send even your rambly rambunctious oddly quirky and totally adorable mind musing for a long long time…or so I would imagine. I have to admit the bit about the snowman was highly entertaining and a wonderful excuse for me to stop chores to leave this odd and more than a bit unconventional comment hehe….how’s that for nonsensical‽ <—interrobang hehe xxxxxx
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Ah! I always enjoy a good interrobang! <–lack of interrobang! I do enjoy unconventional and nonsensical, that's why I enjoy Alice in Wonderland. I'm all for stopping your work day so as to amuse and distract you in equal measure. I do like to confuse myself and throw whimsical 'joy' to all of you intrepid readers! xxxxx
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Ah, the conundrum of the hoovering snowman: sounds like a zen riddle!
I do think that people misuse the word depression so often. But I suppose there’s Depression – the illness/disorder, whether temporary or chronic and then there’s the mood, depression (with a lower case “d”. I think people who’ve never experienced Depression at all (in themselves or in a loved one), think of it as depression and have trouble understanding it. That’s why they think people who suffer from Depression can just “snap out of it”. I think this is where the potential confusion exists anyway: the same word for very different experiences.
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Zen riddles, that could be a new sideline for me…or fortune cookie message writer, it’s nice to know that I have options.
I like your written nuance of depression, perhaps if people emphasised certain sounds in the word when speaking it, it would help clear confusion up. Sometimes I do curse the fact that the English language was just made up on the hoof and that the rules were set in place after.
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This beautifully shows your above average intelligence and depth of perception. I love it.
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I never stop thinking about stuff like this…I enjoy variation and if that means quirkiness then I embrace it wholeheartedly.
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Perhaps these posts are why I am so drawn to you Ste. I never know what is bouncing around in that complex mind of yours and am always completely enthralled until the very end, even when I get lost at times in the meandering (lol). Not sure what that says about me, or you, for that matter. đŸ˜‰
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I tend to not have a clue what I’m going to think next either, it makes life somewhat interesting and posts extremely predictable. It’s always nice to have some mad company on my unpredictable jaunts…I think someone will write a book on what it says about us hehe.
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Yes, I am proud to be a part of your mad company fan club. đŸ˜‰
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Do you by any chance have a lot of headaches? Because if I did that kind of mental exercise, my head would explode. đŸ™‚
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My excuse is that I was dropped on my head as a child…it is probably not a true story but I’m sticking to it!
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I think a snowman lives in my house during the winter. It’s always cold in here – even with the heat on at 68-70F. 68-70F is so not the same in the winter indoors that outdoor temps of 68-70 (spring/summer/fall).
If you’re inaccurate in your vocab – I know I am fo’ sho’
Oh well – as long as you still get what I say – I think I’m good.
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Fo’ sho’ is a phrase I use frequently…because I like to think it makes me sound exotic. Your mind is a conundrum but your words make perfect sense to Ste.
It would be awesome to live with a snowman (except for the cold, that is), you’d have somewhere to stick your beers and keep them cool, also it makes for a humorous visual as well, if you are so inclined! Perhaps that’s enough thinking for now…
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Your post is hilarious and fascinating – I am sure it can be made into a story or movie. It is great to stretch your imagination.
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A story eh? I may have to find some time to write this down. Thinking mad thoughts is the best way to keep sane I feel.
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I totally agree with you. Thinking mad thoughts helps to keep one sane.
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